Page 35 of Feline Good

“Did you want something?”

He actually purred, and his voice rumbled, matching the low tone. “I think I have something you want.”

His fingers traced the waistband of his boxers, and she shot him a sly grin before reaching forward and slipping her own fingers inside. “Here, let me help you with that.” Wasting no time, she freed his erection, the length bobbing as she released it from the confines of the fabric.

Have I mentioned just how blessed by the gods they are? Hot damn.

Abandoning his boxers on the floor, August stepped out of them and stared knowingly at her when she swallowed roughly. He gripped his hard cock and stroked it a few times, and Maya was transfixed by the picture the rings on his hand made against his rigid flesh.

Before she could even reach her hand out, heat engulfed her back, and a hand wrapped around her torso to pull her backwards against a warm chest.

“Don’t forget about me,” Asher teased, and he pulled her head to the side to kiss her, his tongue thrusting between her lips until she relaxed against him.

“As if I could,” she whispered when they parted. He’d stripped already, and his hot, hard length branded her backside where she rested against him. Almost without through, she ground into him.

His purr vibrated against her back, the sensation drawing a gasp from her kiss-swollen lips. Asher lifted her effortlessly, shifting his hips and drawing her back into the cradle of his body. Maya relaxed into his warmth with a sigh and reached down, using her palm to press his cock between her thighs, the heat and pressure exquisite against her aching flesh. A moan spilled from her lips at the sight of him so near her entrance. A hand trailed down her spine, ending in a squeeze of her asscheek before Asher gripped his cock and teased between the drenched lips of her pussy. Circling her clit with the head of his cock, she groaned and pushed down onto him, coaxing him toward where she really craved him.

August gripped her chin and pulled her face up, and he was suddenly right there, in front of her on the bed, taking her mouth with a ferocity fueled by hunger. Their teeth clacked together from the sloppiness of the kiss, and he ravaged her mouth while she gasped from his fingers teasing her nipples.

A whining sound tore from her throat when Asher paused with the thick head of his cock cradled by her dripping core. She bucked backwards, needing him inside her, needing him to fuck her.

Maya would have begged, but August still held her head, one rough palm on her cheek and one gripped tight in her hair, the fistful of her strands sending tingles across her scalp.

Steadying herself, she placed two palms on August’s stomach as a wicked idea took root. His abs clenched beneath her palm as she slipped a hand down the hard ridges of muscle; she gripped his hard cock, not even surprised when her fingertips couldn’t touch around the girth of him.

He groaned into her kiss and thrust into her grip.

But he wasn’t the only one, as a cry exploded from her throat when Asher finally slid home in one delectably abrupt thrust.

Tearing her lips from August’s and losing a few strands of hair in the process, she could only focus on the instant fullness of Asher’s cock buried in her pussy.

When August thrust into her grip she realized she’d paused, but he backed away slightly before she could resume her movements.

She frowned up at him, before Asher lifted her off him, his grip tight on her hips. The friction was so good. Her cries sounded through the room as he pulled her back down onto his thick cock. Maya’s eyes slammed shut, the intensity of the moment almost too much to handle. When she opened her eyes again, it was to August standing over her with his cock in hand, teasing the head against her lips. The rings on his right hand glittered in the morning light as he stroked his dick for her. His body was a study in lithe grace and limber muscles as he balanced on the bed, his scent surrounding her as he cupped her jaw, his velvet palm tilting her head just so.

This is so fucking filthy.

The thought ran through her head as she opened her mouth, golden eyes locked to August’s amber gaze, and sucked him inside.

A tic worked in his jaw as he gritted his teeth together when she swirled her tongue around the head.

Asher paused to let her adjust to the position, but it wasn’t long before he drove into her pussy once again.

Maya was putty in their hands, and they molded her to their advantage. Asher’s grip on her hips slid her forward and then back on his cock, filling her over and over again, while August’s length invaded her mouth, the tip leaking salty precum that she swallowed down like a treat.

And she wanted more.

August groaned as Maya swallowed his cock perfectly. The hot, wet heat of her mouth was nothing short of heaven. Asher might have been the one with her tight pussy engulfing his cock, but August had the privilege of looking into her eyes as she took them both.

Her golden eyes glazed over with lust, and her pupils dilated with want, something he’d never dared hope for the chance to see. God, she was beautiful. And she was theirs.

They were claiming her, and August didn’t think he’d ever be able to let her go. She was the only one for him. Had been ever since the first moment he’d seen her— and she always would be.

Cupping her cheek gently, her jaw brushed against his palm as she sucked and licked his cock in a perfect combination.

“You’re fucking perfect, Maya.” A purr rattled his throat as her own convulsed around his length, her eyes widening at his words.

August worked her on his cock, her body rocking smoothly between the two of them as he steadied her with a gentle hand in her hair. When he gripped just a little tighter, her eyes slid to half mast, and he pulled harder when he noticed her eyes dilate. “Look at me.” He needed to see her eyes.